Before leaving, Xiao Changqi also glanced coldly at the other two birds in the house.

There is a kind of momentum that if something happens on New Year's Day, they will be buried together.

Sparrow: "Twitter~"

The emperor is still so terrible.

Jin Jin is fearless: "Chirp~"

That's the stupid phoenix is too weak now to withstand the power of the phoenix spirit bead, so it faints.

The imperial physician was urgently summoned, and thought that the wound suffered by King Qianwang on the battlefield was cracked again.

Unexpectedly, he was called to treat the bird raised by King Qian.

Doctor: "......"

He's treating people.

It's not for birds!

However, under the terrifying gaze of King Qian, the imperial doctor still trembled forward to treat the little bird lying in the nest.

After reading it, the imperial doctor replied cautiously: "Lord Wang, the little bird is not sick, it should just be too tired and asleep." ”

The last time the bird suddenly passed out, it was also said to be asleep.

Xiao Changqi sat aside and rubbed the bird's round belly: "When will Yuanyuan wake up?" ”

"Probably......" The imperial doctor hesitated, and after being coldly glanced at by the King of Dry, he immediately changed his words, "I will wake up tomorrow." ”

Xiao Changqi looked at him expressionlessly for a long time, and saw the imperial doctor trembling in two ways, and then said, "Stand down." ”

"Yes."

The Imperial Physician turned to leave, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve with palpitations.

When King Qianwang came back from the battlefield, the anger on his body not only did not decrease, but also became more and more intense, and his aura became stronger.

Xiao Changqi sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping bird, and his eyes were so thick that he couldn't dissolve the depression.

He had always known that the bird had a secret.

But what he saw today made him wonder if the bird was really a little goblin, or as she said, a little fairy.

Xiao Changqi's hand involuntarily pinched the bird, but he didn't feel anything bulging.

What about the bead that sank into the bird's body?

……

Perch-in-house.

The sparrow also wanted to see what happened to its owner after seeing that he had fainted on New Year's Day, but after being glared at by Xiao Changqi, he was stunned.

Jin Jin patted the little sparrow, who was still as afraid of the emperor as ever.

"Jin Jin, there will be nothing wrong with the master, right?"

Jin Jin shook his head: "Jiumi." ”

Rest assured.

Silly phoenix, it's good.

What can happen?

Sparrow: "Is that glowing bead just now a phoenix spirit bead?" ”

Jin Jin: "Chirp." ”

Right.

It's the phoenix spirit bead of the stupid phoenix.

"How did Feng Lingzhu become like that? When the owner gave it to the emperor, it was still black. Sparrow asked, confused.

Jin Jin listened to the sparrow's words and also pondered.

It stands to reason that the phoenix spirit bead will be placed next to the little phoenix for a period of time before it will return to its original state.

The stupid sparrow also said that the phoenix spirit bead was still a black bead when it was given to the emperor......

Could it be that after the stupid phoenix gave his heart and blood to the emperor, Feng Lingzhu also had some kind of bond with the emperor?

If the moon is here at this time, he can solve the puzzles of the two little birds.

Feng Lingzhu did have some kind of bond with the emperor, but it was not Feng Lingzhu who affected Xiao Changqi, but Xiao Changqi who affected Feng Lingzhu.

That's why Feng Lingzhu will absorb the bloody and murderous aura that Xiao Changqi deposited on the battlefield and use it as nourishment.

To put it simply, it was the moment when the little phoenix gave the emperor's blood, and the bond between the two of them had gone deep into the bone marrow.

So even if there is no stroke drawn by the emperor in the marriage book, New Year's Day and Xiao Changqi will meet.

Some people's fate is predestined by God.

At this time, New Year's Day was being disturbed by countless intermittent memories.